Vasili's Mediterranean

The grilled octopus arrived tender and char-kissed over a white bean puree, and it was the dish that made me stop comparing this place to other Greek restaurants and start comparing it to the best seafood I've had anywhere. The whole branzino, deboned tableside with quiet confidence, was Mediterranean simplicity at its peak: olive oil, lemon, capers, and nothing else needed. The baklava — layers of phyllo, walnuts, and honey syrup — was a classic finish that tasted like it came from someone's grandmother's recipe, not a commercial kitchen. In warm weather, the Riverwalk-adjacent patio table is worth the wait.